SEOKJIN
Where am I, you may ask? Oh nowhere, just crying my heart out in the closet.
I couldn't believe I was pregnant, I've never been so scared in my life. The condom must've broke or something last time Namjoon and I had sex.
I was so terrified, I didn't know what to do. Not only did I have no idea how to tell Namjoon, but I had an entire trip planned out to go to Tenebris and save Minjeong. I heard him and Taehyung shouted my name, but I just continued hiding in the closet. I thought I was finally safe when their shouting died down, but boy was I wrong.
They came into the bedroom.
That I was hiding in.
I bit my knuckles and flew up to the top shelf, nuzzling myself in there so if they opened the door they wouldn't see me. I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart thumping wildly. I tasted the not so pleasing sensation of iron in my mouth from biting my knuckles too hard, drawing blood.
I wanted to scream and cry, but I couldn't with the other two in the room. I was scared, confused, alone, tired, and so much more that I couldn't describe right now. We shouldn't have been so careless in bed.
First of all, a war was coming up, which I have to lead WHILE PREGNANT. Second of all, I don't know how I'm gonna continue my mission of saving Minjeong WHILE PREGNANT. Third of all, Direrock is going to freak out when they found out I'm pregnant. But the thing I'm most scared of is how Namjoon will react.
I decided to keep it a secret and when my baby bump grows, I'll just tell him that I've gained a couple pounds from stress eating. Then when I give birth, I'll be absolutely dead! Life is just wonderful.
I almost gasped when I heard the closet door open, but I forced it down, biting my knuckles harder. My legs started to shake from fear, I just wanted to-
"Jin, I can see your foot."
My eyes widened when I heard Taehyung's voice, and I squealed when he flew up here and grabbed me.
"W-what're you doing here?" I gasped.
"That's what I'd like to ask you," Taehyung raised an eyebrow. "Why were you hiding in the closet?"
"Hiding? I wasn't hiding, I was meditating," I giggled nervously, sweat rolling down the back of my neck.
"Baby."
I started crying again when I heard Namjoon's deep voice, frantically squirming to get out of Taehyung's arms. He dangled me by the foot, and I could feel the blood rushing to my head.
"Alright, put him down before you drop him," Namjoon demanded, though I could hear the amount of worry and care in his voice. Taehyung dropped me right into Namjoon's arms, and I absolutely wanted to die.
"I'll go now," I heard Taehyung whisper. Namjoon thanked him and brought me to the bed, which I desperately tried to escape from. Namjoon grabbed my hips firmly, telling me to stop.
Eventually, I stopped resisting, letting Namjoon pull me into his lap. I figured since there's no way he found out I'm pregnant, I'd be safe-
"What's this, baby?" He asked in the most gentle, caring voice imaginable. He was holding up one of my many pregnancy tests.
"I don't know, it's not mine," I laughed nervously, incredibly close to bursting into tears again. I don't think I was fooling anyone by the way I was trembling and avoiding eye contact. I heard Namjoon sigh and the next thing I knew, his lips were on mine.
He held me in place so I couldn't break the kiss, being gentle yet firm. I couldn't help but relax instantly, closing my eyes as I fisted my hands in Namjoon's dirty cloak. It's been so long since we last kissed, I needed this badly. He pulled away slowly.
"I need you to calm down and listen to me very carefully, okay?" He whispered soothingly. I gazed up at him with fearful eyes, but nodded. He smiled before wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest.
"I'm not mad at all," he stated in a calm, soothing voice. "I'm happy."
"You're happy?" I whispered, nervously picking at his cloak. He had to be lying.
"Of course I'm happy," Namjoon smiled, his mesmerizing dimples on show. "I've always wanted to be a dad, and there's nobody I'd rather be a dad with than you, Jin. I understand that right now definitely isn't a great time to be pregnant with the war and all that, plus the fact we should've been more careful with our condoms, but in the end it'll be alright," he reassured, kissing my temple and placing a hand on my tummy as if the baby bump was already there.
"It might not be alright though, Joon," I sighed, dragging my hands down my face. "I haven't been completely honest with you. The reason I've been locked up in the study all week is because I'm... leaving."
"What?" Namjoon asked, his face falling immediately. "You're leaving? While you're pregnant and a war is about to happen?"
"Joonie, a little girl has been kidnapped, this can't go on any longer," I whispered, gazing up at Namjoon pleadingly. "We can't have anyone else disappearing. Yoongi passed, but I have no idea what's happened to Jihyo, Hoseok and Minjeong and I can't take it anymore!"
Namjoon sighed, wrapping his arms around me tightly and resting his head on mine. It was clear that he was doing some hard thinking, so I stayed silent to let him concentrate.
"Jin," he said finally. "You can't leave while you're pregnant."
"Namjoon, I'm only like one week!" I complained. "I'm in charge of Direrock, which means I make the rules, which means I decide what I'm gonna do."
Namjoon stared down at me for a moment or two not angrily, but worriedly. "I just... I don't want you or the baby getting hurt."
"It'll be okay," I whispered. "I've worked on my plan all week, I'm fairly confident in it. Please just trust me, I'll keep both me and the baby safe."
"Of course I trust you, but a war could happen any time now," Namjoon frowned. "If you're not here, either Direrock will go insane or you'll get caught in the battle on this little 'journey' of yours."
I gasped in realization. "Direrock will go insane if they don't know the battle plans, which I have right here," I grinned smugly, taking the scroll out from under my pillow. I unrolled it and showed it to Namjoon, though I could tell he didn't understand a single frickin' thing on it. It was really just the positions of every warrior and what they'll do, but at the same time it was so much more.
"I'm not even gonna pretend I understand that," Namjoon chuckled sheepishly.
"You don't have to, because you won't be participating in the war," I huffed.
"But King Yoongi said-"
"Yoongi is gone now." I said shortly. "I make the rules now, and you will not be participating in battle."
"What about you, baby?" Namjoon whispered. "They're after you, not me. Right?"
I sighed again. "Okay so I may have done a bit more lying," I bit my lip nervously. "I don't know who the Shadow Clan is after," I admitted in one breath.
"Jin," Namjoon said slowly. "You... you don't know?"
"I'm sorry!" I cried, burying my face in my hands. "I can't tell if they want you or me! They took Hoseok, but they also took two innocent citizens!"
"Hey hey, it's alright," Namjoon shushed gently, stroking my hair. "There's no need to be sorry, baby, take a deep breath."
I obeyed, taking a shaky breath before speaking again. "I'm scared, Joon," I whimpered.
I could immediately see the way Namjoon's face softened with worry. It was probably because I rarely admitted that I'm scared.
"I am too," he sighed truthfully, pressing his forehead against mine. "I know that the war is a big issue, but we need to talk about your pregnancy first." I gulped. Was he going to leave me?
"Do you want to keep the baby?" He asked calmly. I nodded desperately. He scrunched his eyebrows, clearly trying to think of an answer.
"Well, do you?" I asked nervously. He chuckled and cupping my cheeks.
"I've already told you I want to be a dad with you, baby, of course I want to keep it! Just imagine a little pair of feet running around the pod all day, and at night we'll complain together that they finally fell asleep... don't you want that?"
"Of course I do!" I said quickly. "I just... I'm not ready, Namjoon."
"Well guess what?" Namjoon whispered. "I'll be with you every step of the way. Be excited, Jin, we're gonna start a family!"
I couldn't help but smile at that. Having my own family with Namjoon sounded like a miracle. "Are you sure you're ready to be a dad? You're only 18..."
"I would sacrifice everything I have in my life to start a family with you." Namjoon stated firmly. That was enough of answer to tell me that Namjoon wanted this just as much as I did.
"But how will Direrock react?" I asked nervously. "They don't know I'm transgender, what will they say when a baby pops out of me?"
"Let's not think about that for now, we still have nine months," Namjoon reassured in a soft tone, pressing a few kisses to my forehead. "Until then, you're my baby," he grinned.
I purred and nuzzled into Namjoon's chest. "I guess you're right. Now I need to make an announcement, Joonie, thank you for the talk."
"Wait!" Namjoon said quickly when I tried to get off his lap. "Taehyung and I have a theory. It's not a very good theory, but it's a theory."
"I'm all ears," I grinned.
"So we were talking about I don't even remember at this point, and we were on this path, then Taehyung kicked a branch but it bounced off something in the long grass," Namjoon explained eagerly. "We thought it was an animal so we went to see, but it was Jongdae, and he claimed to be picking blueberries for his sick grandmother. We thought it was pretty suspicious because there's no blueberry bushes in long grass fields, and we're certain he was eavesdropping."
"Why would he eavesdrop?" I frowned.
"That's what we're wondering. We thought it was because we're really close to you, but what're the odds we would just start talking about you?"
"Okay, interesting theory, but what're you trying to say?" I asked. Namjoon leaned in close as if he were afraid someone would hear us.
"Taehyung and I think that Jongdae is the imposter," he murmured. My eyes widened.
"T-thank you, Joon," I mumbled, distracted with my own thoughts. "That's not bad at all... I'll take that into account," I gave him a short kiss, stumbling out of bed. Time to tell Direrock about the battleplans, I guess. Life was just getting more confusing every day.